So. A guy tells you as you are walking home from work, “Tomorrow I’m going to kick you in the nuts.” If, while walking home from work the next day you don’t protect ya nuts, any attendant fallout is on you. When Xavi and his charges rolled into Getafe on Sunday, they knew exactly what… Continue reading Getafe 0, Barça 0, aka ‘You get what’s coming to you’

To begin with the part that is going to piss people off: Too many of y’all are acting like fools, hyperbolic nitwits, over Ousmane Dembele. So much nonsense has been spouted about a player who deserves precious little of the bile and rage thrown his way, but come his way it has, from the first… Continue reading Adeu, Ousmane Dembele … again (aka ‘Unrequited’)

Everything about FC Barcelona since the door hit Pep Guardiola in the ass, right down to re-electing Joan Laporta as president, has been about trying to re-create instead of create. Every time a person has tried to create — Vilanova, Martino, Luis Enrique — they have been branded a heretic, no matter the success that… Continue reading Messi is gone … again … now move on

Sergio Busquets was a thug, one of those players who would do anything for his team. “They put one of ours in the hospital, we put one of theirs in the morgue,” level thug. But that kind of work didn’t manifest itself in fouls, or slide tackles, just in moments that made it clear that… Continue reading Adeu and gracies, Sergio Busquets

There will be culers who are disappointed in the Copa del Rey semifinal result. There will also be culers, more honest ones, who understand what and how the team is, and won’t be surprised by yet another utter collapse. In the pre-match runup, someone on my Twitter timeline predicted a 0-4 RM win. That prediction… Continue reading Barça 0, Real Madrid 4, aka ‘No surprises here’

In looking for a summation of the match yesterday, a proceeding that oozed to an inevitable result, it would be: A Europa League side lost to a better Europa League side and its new manager got outfoxed by a better manager. Reactions during and after the match were interesting because a great many of them… Continue reading United 2, Barça 1, aka ‘Farewell Europa League, we hardly knew ye’

The necessity forced by desperation makes philosophical purity malleable. Strand a Michelin-starred chef in the desert for a day or two and he will be feasting on that vending machine cheese sandwich like it was one of his most skillful delicacies. So it is with Barça supporters, who at one time were wallowing in the… Continue reading A meal is a meal, pretty or not